i know you probably won’t see this, but your writing is SO SO GOOD. it makes me feel like i’m understood on a new level. i’m actually a high schooler who just got out of a very confusing relationship, and this helped me see that maybe i put too much into it, bc i wanted somebody that i couldn’t have.
u baked a cake for someone who didn’t even unwrap the moment. I’d have eaten it warm, asked you what made you choose the flavor, and maybe told you that you didn’t need sugar to be sweet. funny how we spend years offering softness to the unready. but maybe that’s how we learn to recognize the ones who won’t just take a slice and go but who’ll stay, help with the dishes, and ask for seconds. you call it ‘baking for the one who stays’. I call it finally coming home hungry and finding the lights on
I struggled with love for most of my life. Love, I’m learning, should feel like daylight: warm, steady, golden. It shouldn’t leave you guessing, or hiding, or aching in the dark. It should feel like being seen clearly and still being chosen. Like sunlight through the trees. quiet but certain.
That’s the kind of love I want to give. And the kind I hope, one day, I’ll receive. 💛
i know you probably won’t see this, but your writing is SO SO GOOD. it makes me feel like i’m understood on a new level. i’m actually a high schooler who just got out of a very confusing relationship, and this helped me see that maybe i put too much into it, bc i wanted somebody that i couldn’t have.
u baked a cake for someone who didn’t even unwrap the moment. I’d have eaten it warm, asked you what made you choose the flavor, and maybe told you that you didn’t need sugar to be sweet. funny how we spend years offering softness to the unready. but maybe that’s how we learn to recognize the ones who won’t just take a slice and go but who’ll stay, help with the dishes, and ask for seconds. you call it ‘baking for the one who stays’. I call it finally coming home hungry and finding the lights on
to be loved like this.
그래도 언제나 마음은 중요한거니까요 !! 아름다운 글이고 항상 공유해줘서 고마워요
글들을 읽기 이전에는 당신을 대략 60% 정도 좋아했습니다. 그런데 글들을 읽고 당신이 완벽히 좋아졌어요. 영어를 잘 못하는 한국인으로서 긴 글에 대해 파파고가 글자 수 제한을 만든 것이 매우 슬픕니다.
10년간 미루며 살았던 영어 공부를 다시 시작해야겠군요. 영어 공부를 다시 시작할 수 있게 명분을 줘서 고맙습니다. 언제나 응원합니다. 항상 건강하세요.
this was decadent; presumably like that betty crocker cake.
came to look for tips on baking, left feeling like i'm so baked with your writing 💯🙏
케이크 내가 만들어 드릴게 ㅠ.ㅠ
amazing texts. you always write beautiful things.
I’m in love with your words🥰
I struggled with love for most of my life. Love, I’m learning, should feel like daylight: warm, steady, golden. It shouldn’t leave you guessing, or hiding, or aching in the dark. It should feel like being seen clearly and still being chosen. Like sunlight through the trees. quiet but certain.
That’s the kind of love I want to give. And the kind I hope, one day, I’ll receive. 💛
Fack, you got personal:(
Bake me a cake ?🤨
As an amateur home baker I love a cake themed essay.
I guess you can sum it up by saying that figuring this out was not a piece of cake? Hoping you find the icing on the cake on your journey ahead. 😀
my favorite cake is passion fruit, by the way